  I went with the lucky tie. It worked....all charges were dismissed and I didnt even have to pay the ticket for running the red light. It feels wrong, but I shouldnt complain. Today in Chicago: My landlord and a building inspector walked in on me getting out of shower. Buck nekid. I got my hair cut by a Tibeten girl whose entire immediate family was massacred in Nepal. I saw a black woman walking down the street dressed as the Statue of Liberty. The ass ripped out of my favorite pair of jeans and exposed my boxers with the pigs on them. It is times such as these that I have an extreme urge to drop out of society and go surf in Goa. 
